Do you correct the cashier when he makes a mistake in your favor? My father enjoyed petty theft.  I remember seeing him carrying his ski boots with this bungee-cord contraption, and when I asked him where he got it, he said "I liberated it from Wendy’s!", the ski shop in Manchester, Vermont where he’d dropped […]

How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone? After my wife moved out, after I had an horrific operation that still haunts me, after I ran out of money, after my father died, my shrink fired me. Actually, it didn’t go down exactly […]

Rubber Soul All these places have their momentsWith lovers and friends I still can recallSome are dead and some are livingIn my life I’ve loved them all On the door of my mother’s refrigerator is the story of my life. We sat on the tarmac for two and a half hours.  At first it was […]

I remember when it broke 30 cents at the Calso station, my father was astonished. Cheap gas, isn’t that what America was built on?  You bought a car and set out into the hinterlands.  Hell, remember the Sunday drive? Well, that was before the first oil crisis, back in ’73, when they dropped the speed […]